Although Brother Jue would be punished for forcefully leaving the free exploration mode outside the safe house, he didn't care about the experience points and game coins. So, he chose a more dramatic way and disappeared in front of Toad Man.
Not long after he turned into light, Feng Bujue returned to the log-in lobby.
When the familiar elevator appeared before his eyes again, Brother Jue felt like it had been a lifetime since he last saw it.
Judging from the date and time displayed on the touch screen, the "game time" he spent on this trip was actually only about 30 hours (or three hours in real life). Obviously, the time when the Black Hole Queen sent Brother Jue into the "real world" was not counted in the game time. This was because the "hyperdimensional experience" did not rely on the power of "fate" but the Black Hole Queen's ability.
However, from Feng Bujue's perspective, he had been locked up in a mental hospital ward for several months. Even if his body did not change much in the real world, he still wanted to go offline, take a shower, have a midnight snack, and go back to bed to sleep for half the night.
Therefore, Brother Jue quickly chose the "wake up immediately after going offline" option and logged out of the game.
Not long after, he woke up in the gaming pod.
As he opened the gaming pod and got up, Feng Bujue looked up at the clock on the wall. It was around four o 'clock in the morning. In the twelfth lunar month, this was the darkest and coldest time of the day.
"Hah …" Brother Jue exhaled and exhaled a puff of white air.
"As I expected … something is not right …" The next second, Feng Bujue thought to himself without batting an eyelid. "Did something come in?"
Even though he looked calm on the surface, in reality, he had already noticed something was wrong the moment he woke up.
"I've only been sleeping with the heater on because I've been slacking lately." Brother Jue muttered as he flipped out of the gaming pod. "But if you're like this … wouldn't I have turned it on for nothing?"
His words were meant to test the reaction of the 'uninvited guest'.
At that moment, the only light source in the living room was the gaming pod in the corner. The rest of the living room was dark, and only a few shadows and silhouettes could be seen. But … Brother Jue quickly locked onto his target in the dark. He stared at the person and said that sentence directly.
"I didn't mean to deliberately lower the room temperature, it's just that …" The other party immediately responded to Brother Jue and walked out of the darkness. "I've been in a place for too long, so this kind of effect happens."
After he finished speaking, the speaker walked to a spot where the light source.
It was a Caucasian boy who looked to be about seven or eight years old. He had curly brown hair and freckles on his face.
From his appearance, there was nothing special about him, but … his voice was not that of a child's, but that of an adult male's.
"And who are you?" "And … can you guys at least try to contact me before you come? "Why don't you knock on my door before you come?"
Brother Jue said this because he already knew that the other party wasn't "human."
"My name is … Uriel." Uriel didn't answer Brother Jue's last two questions. Instead, he said, "I'm sure you've seen my name in a lot of documents."
"Oh, it's you." Feng Bujue replied casually. "By the way … aren't you an angel who plays with fire? Why isn't it getting hotter, but colder? "
"It's because I'm in charge of controlling the 'Sacred Flame' that I need this ability …" Uriel's expression suddenly changed. Then, he laughed. "Ha … You really live up to your reputation."
After half a sentence left his lips, Uriel realized … he had been tricked by Brother Jue, so he quickly slammed on the brakes and did not continue.
"It's okay …" Feng Bujue was as relaxed as ever. "After all, I'm the host and you're the guest. It's only right for me to lead the conversation." As he spoke, he walked to the wall and turned on the living room lights. "Well … Since you don't want to talk about your ability, it's okay to talk about your appearance, right?" He said this and tilted his head to look at Uriel. "What's wrong with your body? Highlander syndrome? "
"This is just a 'vessel', not my body." Uriel continued. "I'm not like Zacharias … Stupid enough to use my real body to come find you."
"Is it really okay to talk about your own kind like that?" Feng Bujue asked. "Although he wasn't very smart, at least he died in the line of duty, right?"
"Hmph … Died in the line of duty?" Uriel sneered. "That's a shallow concept that only you humans have. Don't mix us with you." He paused for half a second before continuing. "Zacharias was easily controlled by you, a human, and then killed by that demon Simon. There was no glory in his death, only shame."
"Oh." Brother Jue replied noncommittally. At the same time, he sat on the sofa and wrapped a blanket around himself.
"It looks like … you're not nervous to see me." Uriel saw this and felt that he was being looked down upon.
"Is there a reason for me to be nervous?" Feng Bujue replied. "Tell me."
Uriel was silent for two seconds before he spoke again. "'The bet will eventually come to an end, but your life is far from over. I have countless ways to make your life miserable …'" He paused for a second before he continued, "… I wonder if you still have any recollection of these words?"
"I see …" Of course, Feng Bujue remembered this. "You're the 'important person' that Hippomenes mentioned, right?"
"You've got a good memory," Uriel said.
"Ha …" Feng Bujue laughed. "Okay, then let's get to the point …" He leaned his head against the back of the sofa and looked at Uriel lazily. "Tell me what you're going to ask for this time."
Uriel's expression tensed again. He asked tentatively, "How did you know I'm here to negotiate with you? I'm here … to make you pay the price for your disrespectful words, isn't that so? "
He thought that he would get something out of this question, but the reply he got was …
"You're a rotten ass." Feng Bujue replied without hesitation.
"What … did you say?" At that moment, Uriel thought he had misheard.
"You're a hermaphrodite." A second later, Brother Jue changed the wording and scolded him with perfect articulation.
"You …" Uriel wasn't angry. He was just confused.
"I'm being disrespectful to your face now. What are you going to do about it?" Until Feng Bujue said this sentence.
"Hmm …" Uriel snapped out of his stupor. "You lowly worm … Don't think I can't do anything to you …"
Facing Uriel's threat, Feng Bujue ignored it and used the speed of his speech to scold the man three more times. "You are Yin-Yang Yin-Yang Yin-Yang Yin-Yang …"
After that, Brother Jue seemed to think that was not enough. So, he turned his face to Uriel and stuck out his tongue. He made a series of saliva drooling noises and made a grimace at Uriel.
Uriel really wanted to summon sulfur and fire to raze the entire area to the ground, but he couldn't. He couldn't do anything to Feng Bujue.
Brother Jue knew this very well. That was why he wasn't afraid.
"I'm warning you …" Uriel took a few seconds to regain his composure. "If you keep this attitude up, it won't do you any good."
"I'll say it again … What can you do to me?" Feng Bujue asked arrogantly as he slumped onto the sofa.
"I've prepared very generous terms for you, but if you keep this attitude …"
Uriel didn't get to finish his sentence …
Feng Bujue suddenly stood up, grabbed Uriel's legs, and lifted him upside down.
"Attitude! Attitude! Attitude … "Brother Jue repeated the word as he slammed Uriel's upper body against the sofa.
Uriel, who was being used as a pillow, was completely dumbfounded …
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